The Mighty Dragon Warrior

In the Central District of Paramount, at the Paramount Chamber of Commerce building on Gallard Street.
The night was dark. There were only two or three floors that had people working.
In the chamber of commerce chairman’s office, the lights were on, and Benny was sitting behind the impressive office desk. On
the bridge of his nose sat a pair of reading glasses made with tortoiseshell and gold flakes, and he was buried in a stack of
documents.
Ring, ring.
A retro landline on the office desk suddenly rang. Putting down the documents in his hands, Benny picked up the receiver. “This
is Benny Fest, who’s on the line?”
A panic-stricken voice that carried unimaginable shock was heard on the other end. “Chairman, I just received news that The
Meteorites that have occupied Cloudshill for over thirty years have... have...”
“Have what?” Displeasure appeared on Benny’s face as he continued, “What are you panicking for? The sky hasn’t fallen down.”
“Yes, yes, you’re right, chairman!” On the other end of the receiver, the voice agreed with him.
After a short while, the other party calmed down before continuing, “Chairman, the headquarters of The Meteorites have been
destroyed. The Emperor and two Masters have disappeared, while one Master is confirmed dead. Other than a small portion of
the organization members who were out, the rest of them... most of them died in the building of their headquarters!”
“What?!” Benny’s initially still heart suddenly stirred.
Before the charity auction, as a big shot in the business world of Paramount, his business covered the big states of the Central
Federation. He had heard of an organization like The Meteorites, who had great power and overbearing ways in Cloudshill.
After the charity auction, it was the first time in his life that he had a gun pointed to his head. It was to extort one billion in
Federation currency from him, the grand chairman of Paramount’s Chamber of Commerce. It was only natural that he would feel
so unhappy.
After reaching out to all the connections he could reach out to, information about the organization called The Meteorites,
including The Emperor, was in one of the drawers of the office desk in front of him.
“Alright. I understand. Please keep up with what happens next.” After saying that, Benny hung up.

The upper half of his body leaned backward in his chair. After a moment’s silence, he opened the drawer and took out the file
that contained detailed information about the organization called The Meteorites.
As Mr. Fest flipped through the pages of the document, his face slowly darkened.
A big organization whose influence basically covered every corner of every big and small city in Cloudshill vanished in thin air
overnight? Did the so-called Emperor have worms for brains?
As with the principle of a crafty rabbit having three burrows, the Draco Chamber of Commerce was easily given the opportunity
to wipe them out!
When he flipped to the last page, his actions stopped abruptly. He closed the file and took down the reading glasses with gold
flakes on the bridge of his nose.
“It seems like they’ve underestimated the inside information of the Draco Chamber of Commerce,” Benny said in a low voice as
he wrinkled his brow and a serene look flashed past his eyes.
As for the previous topic of merging, he wouldn’t bring it up again after hearing about the organization called The Meteorites
being wiped out completely.
After all, speaking about overall strength, although the Paramount Chamber of Commerce had a big advantage, from a certain
angle, especially the use of violence, the Draco Chamber of Commerce started out with violence and definitely could dominate
all the members of the Paramount Chamber of Commerce.
Gold and jade can collide with tiles and bricks. It was unwise to provoke an organization outside the districts that could take
down The Meteorites in one night.
For safety purposes, it was better to work and develop together. As a successful businessman, it was one of the basic things to
think about.
Almost at the same time, on Duchess Lane in the East Precinct, a light was seen from the Fest study room, also known as the
mini-Fest house of Paramount.